This is a song about "Gangs on the street like suttin but nah you aint gonna say suttin"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I aint gonna tell anyone, ima keep that on the low

Say you pop pills but it just aint you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

How i seen my life being raised as good as a bad day yet i'm still

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Like a #hustler on the #street or a new #magazine

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Translation cause my life is too sweet

If you saw me on the street

Like "i aint ever gonna get the dick anyways"

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves